She opened her eyes to nothing more than white all around her. White walls, white sheets, and beeping white machines. Without medications pounding so deeply into her body via an IV, who knows where she would be; probably laying lifeless under the ice, white sheets. This is where she needed to be...but for how long?… Continue reading White.
Unable to speak and internally weak, She opens her mouth, but can't make a peep. She struggles and stuggles As time passes by; her tears are frozen, she can't even cry. The world keeps on turning, as she's standing still; it is evident, though, she is progressively ill. With no one around her, What can… Continue reading What’s Wrong?
The holidays are soon approaching and snow is continuing to fall. However, you do not feel the "Christmas magic" in your heart. As a child, you saw no tree. You saw no presents lying neatly underneath. And, you saw "love". When someone you were supposed to "love" came within a comfortable distance, you would flinch.… Continue reading Christmas Magic?
"Trying to be something you're not, let's be honest, is mentally exhausting. While you want nothing more than to be happy and to crack an honest smile, you can't. flashbacks overwhelm your nights, and uncertainty takes over every "every day". In the morning, you struggle to even open your eyes, as you know what lies ahead.… Continue reading Hitting Halfway.
Obstacles, while not exactly pleasant, teach us to be strong. They teach us to think, and show us that not everything will always go exactly as we planned. Every terrifying nightmare, while not pleasant, show us that there is "bad" in the world and it is a sad, sad thing. However, nothing lasts forever;… Continue reading Every Nightmare.
Night skies will always fall, while morning skies will always rise. But you, my darling, are caught in the middle. You want to run. You want to stay. The nightlife that passes in early hours, talk to them. Talk to them like your favorite childhood stuffed toy. For it is not weird. It is reassuring.… Continue reading You’ll Be Alright.
After much time alone with herself, she knew that she couldn't hang around this snowy "nowhere" much longer. She was determined now more than ever to find her way home. But, is "home" really where she wanted to be? The abuse, both verbal and physical, is something that nobody should have to bear. Tears began… Continue reading Moving Forward.